Memory Loss. I am too young for this

Last Tuesday (10th June 2014) my Dermatological Surgeon (Dr.  Eva Bogart) lopped a squamous cell carcinoma from my right temple.

Her staff made an appointment with me to remove the stitches from this minor surgery, and to attack another squamous cell carcinoma from my left ear. 

This latter surgery was slated for today at 9:10 a.m.   Rd. .Bogart's office staff phoned me last Friday to remind me of the appointment.'

That staff message said "Monday 16th June at 9:10 a.m.",

My ears heard this, but my mind told me that this second appointment was slated for Tuesday 17th June.

And so it was that I was at home this morning when a person from Dr. Bogart's staff called me at 9:30 to ask why I had not shown up for todays appointment.

OMIGOD  I was so embarrassed.   I asked myself  "am I already getting to be ditzy?".

The Office Staff were kind,  They asked me to drive at Dr. Bogart's office just as soon as I could.

That I did.

Those who had arrived early for their appointments took my place,  I was appropriately relegated to the end of the queue.  Therefore I had my surgery at  about 11:00 a.m.

Dt. Bogart removed the stitches from my temple surgery last week, and she lopped a bit off my left ear to remove the squamous cell carcinoma which had taken up residence there.

All's well that ends well, but I am still embarrassed at the knowledge that I missed/forgot my appointment,

I am too young for such memory loss.  


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